Boh.. sara’ il periodo.. sara’ che questo ragazzo c’ha una voce cosi’ delicata e cosi’ dolce… e cosi’ “forte” che ti prende dentro.. sara’ che le canzoni sono stupende.. com’e’.. come non e’… questo album gira fisso nel mio stereo da mesi Damien Rice - O
cannonball
there’s still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
there’s still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
it’s still a little hard to say what’s going onthere’s still a little bit of your ghost your witness
there’s still a little bit of your face i haven’t kissed
you step a little closer each day
that i can’t say what’s going onstones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
life, it taught me to die
so it’s not hard to fall
when you float like a cannonballthere’s still a little bit of your song in my ear
there’s still a little bit of your words i long to hear
you step a little closer to me
so close that i can’t see what’s going onstones taught me to fly
love, it taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so it’s not hard to fall
when you float like a cannon..
stones taught me to fly
love taught me to cry
so come on courage
teach me to be shy
’cause it’s not hard to fall
and i don’t wanna scare her
it’s not hard to fall
and i don’t wanna lose
it’s not hard to grow
when you know that you just don’t know











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